Just a little update to say that for now I'll be writing Kakuzu over at @revenant-threads. These days I just don't have the time or energy to switch between blogs so, Hidan and Kakuzu can share one. Feel free to follow me there if you want.
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Just a little update to say that for now I'll be writing Kakuzu over at @revenant-threads. These days I just don't have the time or energy to switch between blogs so, Hidan and Kakuzu can share one. Feel free to follow me there if you want.
Just a little update to say that for now I'll be writing Kakuzu over at @revenant-threads. These days I just don't have the time or energy to switch between blogs so, Hidan and Kakuzu can share one. Feel free to follow me there if you want.
Feeling like dusting this old man off some time soon... I didn't mean to take a hiatus but it happened and I kinda really needed it.
( Makoto ) "Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away."
"I suppose," Kakuzu grunts as he gives a halfhearted look at their surroundings. Sure, it's nice, "but what I really find breathtaking is when I perfectly balance the books and see how much money I have in my possession."
I feel like I abandoned Kakuzu here but I haven't, I've been just on Hidan's blog more lately, doing other hobbies than writing and just been super busy with responsibilities. I'll try my best to be here this weekend and get to some replies at least.
go through a nighttime routine and i'll tell you what kind of villain you are
righteously evil
you've been hurt. what you're doing is wrong. there is no doubt. but it's what you need to do. you were not going to roll over and let it just happen. so you did what you had to. and you will continue doing what you had to. when you die, its with fury in your eyes. your opponent says you're stubborn, having kept this up for this long. you laugh, and spit in their face. you curse them until your very last breath.
I'm going to go bother people in their inboxes shortly. But I need to put dinner in the oven before I forget.
I've been pretty sick and haven't been able to do any writing lately, but hope to once I start feeling better. I feel bad for all those drafts sitting there...
I'm just going to reblog this, it's too much effort to make a new post.
Deidara personally delivers him a styrofoam box. It's been painted red with a large bow on top. Inside is a human heart, kept chilled with ice packs.
"I-It's from a Kumo nin! I h-heard your Raiton heart was quitting out on you, hn?" She uttered timidly, blushing darkly and looking elsewhere. She may or may not have badgered Hidan for that information and wasn't one-hundred percent it's truth but she literally know nothing else to get Kakuzu. Except maybe, her tax return...or herself.
"H-Happy Valentine's Day?"
Oh? An actual human heart? Delivered with a bow, kept chilled and everything. Now that was a useful gift.
"You heard about that, did you?" He guessed the information had to have come from Hidan, no one else was privy to that. After checking the heart to make sure it was still viable (it was), he looked over at her. He figured it was best not to wait when organs were concerned.
Lifting the heart out of the box he pulled his shirt out of the way and let his threads open up where the criss-crossed at the center of his chest and let them take it greedily before quickly closing back up.
"Thank you, Deidara. Happy Valentine's Day to you, too. You chose well getting me this."
💌
Kakuzu knew better than to give Chitose a fake Valentine's card. For hers he had actually taken the time to write something more meaningful than an attempt to get money out of her.
He even stole a piece of pink paper from Hidan, brushed any glitter off of it, and wrote inside: 'Chitose, usually I'm the one who steals hearts, but this time you stole all of mine.' He means it literally and figuratively, if it wasn't for her, he would be dead. In the corner he's even drawn an anatomical heart with a snake around it.
In all his years he can't remember ever once giving anyone a Valentine's Day card but there's a first time for everything. He waits until they're alone and kisses her on the lips before giving her the card, his cheeks just a little darker from a faint flush.
💌 ! Why not lol @uchihaprodigy
Oh, another one that may fall victim to his attempt at getting money out of people. Kakuzu spotted Itachi in the common room sitting on the couch alone and approached him.
"For you." Kakuzu holds out a little folded paper. Inside was written very neatly: 'You're so very attractive when you return my books with 1,000 ryo as a thank you.'
He knew he wasn't likely to get any money from anyone but it was worth a try and it was rather amusing to him either way.
💌
When Kakuzu sees another chance present itself, he doesn't waste it. Reaching into his pocket, he produces yet another of his Valentine cards. He's not sure they can really be called 'cards', more like suggestions, or notes, but he's not going to be pedantic over it.
"I think we got off on the wrong foot," he says as he hands over a tiny slip of paper folded in half. He's willing to try a different approach.
Inside is neatly written: 'If you're looking for a good time, may I suggest putting me completely in charge of your finances.'
He hopefully awaits a response.
💌 omgod one of them from kakuzu im might cry laughtjng and my heart burst.... kakuzu senpai.
Kakuzu heard it was Valentine's Day soon, not that he cared about such things but he did want to try his luck... So he had written up a few cards to hand out, just in case. When Kisame entered the kitchen, Kakuzu reached into his pocket and took out a small, folded piece of regular paper which he had torn neatly from a larger sheet (to conserve and not waste of course) and handed it over.
Inside was written in his neat handwriting:
'Aren't you cute, handing me your life savings.'
He hoped it might do the trick. It was worth a shot and Kakuzu was not above such tactics.
Kakuzu looking over at Hidan's glitter filled valnetines with disgust. He's not putting a single speck of glitter on his cards.
Yes, finally I'll get to those asks today.
valentine's day application
Name: Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?:
send 💌 for a shitty valentine’s day card from my muse.
if you can’t see the symbol, send “v-day card!”
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“We are.” Kakuzu agrees, his voice low. Monsters. That was what they were and he wasn’t even sure just how human he even was. If he was anything, ‘monster’ certainly summed it up.
Kakuzu let his teeth graze along Madara’s throat, and let his fingers grasp at his hair while pressing closer, feeling the threads beneath his skin wake up at the promise of a taste of blood.
“What dreams do you want to prey on tonight?” Kakuzu asked, having pulled back enough to speak and didn’t wait for a response before he licked up, along the side of Madara’s neck, threads from his mouth joined his tongue, trailing along his skin.
Finally Kakuzu pulled back to look into Madara’s face, they were mere inches apart. “What good and righteousness do you want to destroy tonight?”
It was difficult to keep his composure with Kakuzu lavishing such affections like that, exhaling shakily to the point of hitching as he felt teeth that were utterly intoxicating.
It was rare that the Uchiha should offer himself so submissively to the former Taki-nin, but he couldn’t help it. The deluge of his different chakras blissfully drowned him, arrested by their might.
It was enough that Madara’s willpower buckled and he threw a leg over Kakuzu’s lap to straddle him, breaths heavy as he searched Kakuzu’s eyes before angling his face for a passionate kiss, lost in the heat between their bodies, their auras, their mouths–
“Mine,” Madara uttered breathlessly. “Haunt mine, haunt me, please–”
Kakuzu growls low in his throat at Madara's words as he pulls him closer, guiding his legs to wrap around his waist with a free hand. As they kiss, threads snake out from the stitching at his shoulders, the ends finding their way beneath Madara's clothes to tease the bare skin at his back and sides with an almost feather light touch before they wrap around his waist with an increased pressure.
"I love when you submit to me," Kakuzu says as he pulls back, voice rough and breathless, before he takes Madara's mouth once more with a low moan. Moments later Kakuzu has his arms around Madara, hands untangled from his hair and with deliberate motion he tumbles them both forward, reversing their positions so Madara is on his back and Kakuzu is over him.
Taking a moment to enjoy the view of Madara Uchiha of all people beneath him and submitting to him, before he's on him once more, losing himself in another kiss. He was in no rush and had every intention to savor this night.